Warriors from Snake Island by Mona Mur

BURY MY HEART

Spent my life life among the warriors
Have received their major brain
Have been armed by wailing foresters
Rush inside and mind the rain

I ve been riding with the warriors
Have been buried in the moors
Have conceived another warrior
Have been swearing to the force

Clear your mind and concentrate
We’re heading towards the final shore
Stuck in front of Heaven’s gate
Another lap once more

Stabbed to death for wealth and glare
Our souls are on the run
Riding on a midnight cloud
Our blades will meet again

Our blades will meet again


Spent my life life among the warriors
Have received a major brain
Have been armed by wailing foresters
Rush inside and mind the rain

I ve been riding with the warriors
Have been buried in the moors
Have conceived another warrior
Have been swearing to the force

Riding on a midnight cloud
Upwinds towards the final beach
Travel where my tears will take me
Our blades will meet
Our blades will meet


I ll bury your heart
I ll bury your heart
I ll bury your heart

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